I thought I wanted kids, but moving to Europe with my husband changed my mind

By 2017, the blog was growing, and I needed a lot of help. Michael was working online jobs and he was really not liking them — so we started working together.

It took us time to figure out what worked, and our relationship always came first. I do a lot of the content creation, and he plans the trips and does the business side.

We have been able to see more of the world because both of our schedules are flexible.

After three years in Germany, we returned to the US and bought an RV. We traveled the country for four years before moving to Oxford, England.

Moving abroad helped me realize I didn’t want kids

I was in my late 20s when we first moved abroad, and at that time I always thought I would have children — but later.

I never had that strong desire or motherly gene. But I ended up making friends with people who didn’t have kids, and it made me realize that there were other options and that I didn’t have to do it just because other people did.

I took a step back and asked myself: “Wait a minute, do I even want that? Do I want kids?”

It should be something that you really want to do because it is so selfless and very difficult. It requires a lot of work and effort.

I think it’s absolutely miraculous and beautiful — but so are some of the things that I want to do. Some of my desires are worthy, too.

It doesn’t mean I’m bad or weird. It just means I might want something a little bit different.

It doesn’t mean you have to stop the friendships you have. I’m still close with all my friends that have kids.

People always wonder, “Well, OK, but are you going to be OK when you get old?”

That’s not the right question to ask. You shouldn’t rely on kids to take care of you when that might not be the case.

So, I’ve made sure to set up my life, and we have savings to ensure that something is there for us when we’re older.

I’m really satisfied and excited about the path that I’m on, and kids are not part of that. And that’s OK.